If you cheat, money will follow

The wedding begins.

The venue was very warmly decorated, with red roses decorating every corner of the venue, exuding a light fragrance.

Soft lights shine down, reflecting a warm atmosphere.

Chen Juan held her father's hand and slowly walked into the wedding venue.

Her wedding dress was as white as snow, with light lace embellished on the skirt, like a fairy.

Her long hair was gently pulled up, and she wore a delicate crystal crown, which shone charmingly.

Her face was filled with a happy smile, and her eyes were shining with anticipation and excitement, as bright as stars.

Yuan Jiacheng stood at the other end of the stage, wearing a suit without a tie and only buttoning one button, exuding a confident and chic temperament.

He held the flowers in his hands and looked at Chen Juan with gentle eyes, filled with unprecedented treasure.

When Chen Juan and her father walked in front of Yuan Jiacheng, Yuan Jiacheng stepped forward and gently took Chen Juan's hand.

The hands of the two held each other tightly, as if they were the intersection of fate.

They looked at each other and smiled, their eyes full of expectations for the future and deep love for each other.

The officiant begins to officiate at the wedding.

The solemn and warm vows echoed in the air.

Later, Chen Juan and Yuan Jiacheng exchanged wedding rings, symbolizing that their love will always be closely connected.

The light of the ring shone brightly, reflecting the light of their happiness.

Their fingers were intertwined, as if they were an eternal promise.

Amid everyone's blessings and applause, Chen Juan and Yuan Jiacheng kissed affectionately, declaring that they officially became husband and wife.

Suddenly, the wedding officiant said:

"Let us give warm applause to Mr. Chang Le, the founder of Qingleda Investment, a well-known entrepreneur and the introducer of this newlywed couple, to come on stage and send blessings to our newlyweds."

Amid the applause and eyes, Chang Le calmly stood up and walked onto the stage.

Taking the microphone from the emcee, he said with a smile:

"Everyone, I am Chang Le."

Instantly, the applause became more enthusiastic.

Many guests looked at Chang Le with enthusiastic eyes.

"Yuan Jiacheng was my high school classmate and we have a very good relationship."

"Chen Juan is my alumnus."

“So it’s very fitting that I send my blessing.”

"I am honored to witness their love come to fruition in this beautiful, sacred moment."

"On this beautiful, sacred occasion, I would like to send them a few words on my own behalf."

"The first sentence is, I wish their love is like a moving song, which is refreshing and soul-stirring, and lingers in the end."

"Second sentence, I hope their love is like a wonderful movie, which is both gripping and memorable, and will eventually become a classic."

"The third sentence, I hope their love will be like a classic novel, which is both magnificent and delicate, and will continue to write good stories."

"I wish you happiness and may you walk hand in hand forever!"

As soon as Chang Le finished speaking, the audience burst into cheers, and warm applause resounded throughout the auditorium, gathering and surging like a tide.

After the wedding, at the invitation of Yuan Weijian, Chang Le and Jiang Xia took their children to Linzhou No. 1 Middle School and walked around every corner of the middle school.

Compared with more than ten years ago, the hardware and supporting facilities of No. 1 Middle School have hardly changed.

It’s just that the trees are denser, the exterior walls of the teaching building are slightly faded, and the basketball hoop next to the playground is mottled and old...

There are also teachers whom I once knew well who have a ring of gray hair.

Yuan Weijian accompanied Chang Le and talked about what was in his heart.

"Hey, it's not easy to be a principal. It's very stressful."

He continued: "On the one hand, the siphon effect in Jiangzhou is getting stronger and stronger, and good teachers and students have been poached."

"On the other hand, the city is not satisfied with the teaching quality of No. 1 Middle School and has put forward higher requirements."

"Our No. 1 Middle School has not had any Qingbei students for several years in a row. Jiang University has taken care of a few due to the number of students enrolled."

"If you don't take care of it and rank it according to scores, you may not have it."

With the rapid development of Leda's enterprises and the booming economy in Jiangnan, Jiangnan and Jiangzhou invest extremely generously in Jiangnan University's educational funds every year.

In addition, thanks to the in-depth cooperation with Leda companies in the field of scientific research, Jiangsu University’s annual education funding reaches more than 200 billion.

With such financial support, the reputation of Jiangsu University has quietly become one of the top universities, on par with prestigious universities such as Qing Dynasty and Beijing University.

Especially in professional fields such as automotive engineering, computer science, and materials science, Jiangsu University's scores even surpass those of Qingdao and Beijing, attracting many candidates across the country.

In return, Jiangnan University will not only send graduates to Leda companies every year, but also appropriately increase the enrollment ratio in Jiangnan Province.

Linzhou No. 10 Middle School will also be given special treatment, with places fixed every year, regardless of whether the scores meet the standard.

Those that meet the standard will be counted separately.

"Teacher Yuan, what are your plans next?" Chang Le asked curiously.

Yuan Weijian sighed and replied helplessly: "Well, what else can I do? Every year during the enrollment season, I can only use you two as the school's signboard and hang it at the school gate, hoping to attract some outstanding students."

Chang Le and Jiang Xia looked at each other, both speechless.

"Is my sign still useful?" Chang Le couldn't help but ask.

An embarrassed blush appeared on Yuan Weijian's face, and he said frankly: "Well... it had some effect a few years ago. But in the past two years, the attraction has indeed declined."

Chang Le burst out laughing: "Teacher Yuan, the siphon effect is an objective law and is difficult to stop."

“What we can do is tap into the potential within.”

Chang Le suddenly thought of an idea: "By the way, Teacher Yuan, my wife Jiang Xia is planning to establish an education foundation to support the development of local basic education."

"I think we can make Linzhou No. 1 Middle School the first funding target."

When Jiang Xia heard this suggestion, his face was a little dazed, as if he hadn't reacted yet.

"Oh? How exactly does this funding work?" Yuan Weijian's eyes lit up immediately, and he was full of interest in this proposal.

"This is our initial idea." Chang Le began to introduce his idea:

"The main thing is the financial reward, which is divided into two parts."

“Part of it is for outstanding teachers and part of it is for outstanding students.”

“We select 10 outstanding teachers every year, but no one is awarded 10 yuan.”

"Your school will draw up the list of teachers to be rewarded, and the foundation will make the final review. The criteria should be based mainly on teaching performance, supplemented by teacher ethics."

"30 outstanding students are selected, and the top 10 in each grade will be rewarded. Each student will be awarded 8 yuan in cash."

"The reward comes once a year."

"Pah!" Yuan Weijian couldn't help but clapped his hands: "Seriously!?"

"Teacher Yuan, you are my teacher, why should I lie to you?" Chang Le changed the topic and said:

"However, I suggest that the evaluation criteria for excellent teachers should be widely solicited and refined to be operable."

"It's best to use teaching performance as the biggest evaluation factor, otherwise, you will be under a lot of pressure."

"I understand this. If the evaluation criteria are unscientific and unrealistic, and the bonus does not fall on outstanding teachers, your good intentions will really be wasted." Yuan Weijian said.

"I will express my attitude directly to your city..." Chang Le looked at the time: "They should be coming soon."

"Who?" Yuan Weijian asked.

"Your city secretary and deputy secretary Yue Bin." Chang Le replied.